Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 94

Felix left with a sense of grievance.

Whitney rubbed her hands together, relishing the feast before her. She reached for a skewer of konjac, followed by some spicy beef and mushroom balls sitting on his side of the table. As she eagerly dived into the meal, she directed him, “Grab me some of this, that, and oh–more of those, please.”

“Are you a pig?” The man glanced up, his aristocratic hands remaining still. “Waitress, could you get some veggies for this little piggy here?”

His voice, too magnetic and pleasant, immediately drew attention from the nearby diners.

Whitney’s face flushed with annoyance as she looked around enviously. “Look at everyone else’s boyfriends. They’re doing so much for their girlfriend.”

Her gaze wandered, observing the young couples around them, some still in their school uniforms, with the boys diligently serving their girlfriends and cooing endearments like, “Sweetie, careful, it’s hot.”

“Sweetie, want some bubble tea?”

It was all about pampering.

The more Whitney watched, the more she envied, especially compared to the icy glacier beside her, who seemed clueless about doting on a lady.

Ludwik, looking unimpressed, finally picked up a skewer and methodically placed meatballs into her plate. “That’s as far as I’ll go. Eat.”

He was not one for such feminine displays of affection.

Deep and commanding, his voice drew near with a dangerous warmth, his clean, masculine scent enveloping

her.

His fingers, long and strong, moved with purpose.

Whitney’s cheeks warmed under his care, especially as she caught the envious glances from other girls around

them.

Every woman has a touch of vanity, desiring their man to show care and affection, especially in love.

Content, she continued eating.

past their window and was stunned. There was Ludwik, holding a cup and a napkin, tenderly helping his lady with her drink and wiping her lips clean.

could not resist taking a sneaky photo and quickly sharing it in the gossip

our high–and–mighty Mr. Lippert, catering to his wife at a barbecue joint. I’m getting slaughtered

Parker: […]

[Holy smokes, that’s a slap in the face of romance.

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begging Felix for more. [Mr. Lippert and his lady look

the spice overcame Whitney, and Ludwik cautioned, “Stop with the spicy meatballs. Have

want bubble tea,”

“Quiet.”

lips with a napkin, and as he leaned closer, their eyes locked, her flushed lips

him.

see the photo. With a coy glance, she teased, “I

Ludwik was losing

his, her eyes soft and

kissed her back passionately, his grip tightening.

her waist, his whole body reacting, “You’re quite

flushed deeper, her playful seduction

heart racing, captured a discreet photo, sending

ecstatic at the sight of their CEO kissing his lady, causing a

help but glance at the secretary’s phone, only to see Ludwik kissing

people, at

he had clearly made

the petite woman in his arms, a sight any woman

was boiling

how Whitney enjoyed

Ludwik without

barbecue restaurant, amid the warmth and intimacy, Whitney saw the name ‘Elaine‘ flash on

uninterested, and set

of his kiss as the onlookers stared. She buried her face in his chest, crumpling his

reluctantly released her, though his gaze lingered.

work, Elaine saw the call go unanswered. She imagined them locked in an embrace, cursing inside, “Whitney, is this a challenge? You can flaunt your love now.

let Ludwik fall for this vixen. He